Hawke, Roland, and Beta left.

The beggars and commoners dispersed, leaving only the nobles pointing in the distance, and the high-ranking people, dressed in human form, burst into laughter from time to time.

It seems that the death of this young nobleman gave them great joy.

Roland looked at the small group of nobles in the distance for a while, sighed slightly, and then walked in front of the two young nobles.

Watching them cry bitterly while holding the corpse of their eldest brother, they waited for a long time, and when they had no strength to cry and there were not many tears, Roland spoke slowly: "You are the children of that family, what about your parents?" ”

The young nobleman had been dead for a long time, and even his two younger brothers had run over, and it made no sense that their parents did not know the news.

Hearing Roland's words, both teenagers looked up at him.

There was anger in one's eyes, but not much hatred.

But the other, staring at Roland for a moment, his eyes red from crying filled with hatred and rage.

He suddenly stood up and threw himself at Roland, shouting angrily, "I'll kill you executioner!" ”

Roland stretched out his leg and kicked the boy back, kicking him several times in a row.

This young nobleman is an ordinary person, although Roland is a mage, but he is now lv4, even if the physical attribute growth is much lower than that of a warrior, but it is much stronger than ordinary people.

The reaction is also faster than the average person.

After being kicked back, the boy lay on the ground, stunned for a moment, and then let out a painful wail, and hammered the ground with his fist, even if the skin was open, he did not feel miserable.

The other teenager glanced at his younger brother, and then his face turned to Roland: "Your Excellency, please allow us to collect the body of the eldest brother, if you have time...... Sneaking into our house late at night, I have something to tell you. ”

In the last sentence, the young man's voice was very soft and soft, and his lips did not seem to move.

But Roland heard it.

That's interesting...... Roland pretended not to hear anything, and turned to leave.

The nobles were still watching the jokes, and when Roland walked by, although the voices of the nobles were lowered, the disgusting smiles on their faces still did not stop.

Roland didn't want to pay attention to this group of people, after all, they were not from the same world, whether it was spiritual or physical.

But just as Roland was about to walk past the group of people, he heard a voice.

"I really think that I am a messenger of justice, the life of a pariah, and I don't have a single silver coin, is it worth fighting so hard?"

Roland stopped and turned his head to look at the nobleman who was speaking.

A rather arrogant young man.

Roland hooked his finger at him: "Come out!" ”

"I won't come out, you dare to beat me in front of so many people?" The young nobleman said the most cowardly words with the most arrogant attitude!

Roland had heard the young nobleman's meaning, and no one else was human except for them.

Moreover, he seemed to feel that Roland did not dare to make a move, after all, there were so many nobles here.

To do it on the spot is not to give face to other nobles.

To put it mildly, it is called trampling on the dignity of the aristocracy.

Roland chuckled!

When he was a high school student, he dared to beat up a 'rotten boy' in front of the head teacher, and he also fought with Shu Ke with the other four hairy boys and the rotten boy gang in the third year of high school three times.

In that peaceful, even rule-breaking society, he dared to act angrily.

And in this lawless, even extremely backward game world, how can he be more cowardly and more tolerant than the real society.

He chuckled, then raised his hand.

A small fireball hit the young nobleman's arrogant face directly, and after an explosion, the young nobleman rolled to the ground, wailing in pain.

Roland's room reduced the magic of the small fireball, which greatly reduced the power of yesterday, and the explosion was about the same as a larger firecracker.

But even so, it shocked the young nobleman in pain, after all, there are many pain nerves in his face, and his skin is fragile.

"Ah, my eyes can't see."

"My face hurts."

"Murder, help!"

The young nobleman let out a cowardly scream, quite humiliating.

"How can you ......"

A nobleman with a mature face seemed to want to reprimand Roland, but Roland's smiling gaze swept over, and the man immediately shut up.

Roland's gaze swept over the nobles, and no one dared to look at him.

Roland was a little amused, he walked up to the young nobleman who was still covering his face on the ground and rolling and wailing, looked at him condescendingly, and said: "The life of a pariah is not worth a silver coin in your eyes, and in the same way, your life is not worth a few copper coins in my eyes." I'm in a bad mood today, and if you jump out and be weird behind my back, don't blame me for beating people. ”

After speaking, Roland glanced at the circle of nobles next to him, but still no one dared to look at him.

Roland turned to leave.

After he left, a male nobleman with gray hair trembled with anger: "Arrogant, too arrogant." He's trampling us into the mud, we can't let the Son of Gold be arrogant like this anymore, they dared to kill a family member before, and now there are more and more of them, one day, he will attack us. ”

"So what can we do?" A nobleman next to him smiled and asked, "Why don't you take us to fight them?" ”

As soon as he heard this, the gray-haired male nobleman immediately shut up and stopped talking.

Idiots are rushing to the front!

Roland walked down the street, and passers-by still dodged away when they saw him.

In the past, Roland was not used to it, and there was always a feeling of embarrassment of being confused. But after two months, he has become accustomed to this.

Roland is in a much better mood now, and when people are depressed, they have to exercise to feel comfortable.

Back at the Magic Tower, Roland gathered all the magic apprentices.

Except for Vivien, all the other magic apprentices were 'wearing' a deep dark circle under their eyes, so you can imagine how hard they practiced.

Roland coughed lightly and said, "You have learned the mage's hand, and you can save the derived magic for later practice, after all, it is difficult for you to derive magic." Now I'm going to teach you another zero-level trick, the Spell Golem. ”

If it is in other magic towers, the instructor only teaches zero-level tricks, and the magic apprentices don't say it on the surface, and they must have some opinions.

But here it is different, all the magic apprentices already know how good Roland is at 'creating' magic, and there are six types of magic derived from the Mage's Hand, each of which is quite useful.

So now Vice President Roland wants to teach spell puppets, and there must be a lot of derivative magic.

Learn, of course.

Everyone took out their precious notebooks.